I am lonely, frustrated and in despair.
Sometimes I wonder if people do care.
I search myself but cannot see if I am
the person I should be.
Some may judge me by my actions;
others can't derive at any conclusions.
The stars are sometimes accused while
the sign Aquarius makes me confused.
Am I the person I should be?
Sometimes I wish I could return to my knees -
free like a bird I wish I could be, my heart, soul,
and mind would be at liberty.
When you came along and showed me where I went
wrong.
I did some soul searching and found out that
I was not the person I should be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem